On the First Day of Christmas My Mudgie Gave to Me....

It's been an amazing week...  Both Bill and I are happier than we've been in a long time...  Our lives are blending together well.  For a long time I've been afraid to have someone in my house.  Yet he keeps showing me in actions (without complaint or even requests) what a true team does.  I just keep grinning my ass off and my heart swells with love.

I've got to make this blog short... as I wanted to get it in before I start my crazy eight days... 

Our week in a nut shell... We had a lazy day with a few errands... A crazy day that ended with a dinner party with my besties that y'all are still talking about...  

We ate lots of great food over the week... sharing the cooking and not so much the cleaning (he says his hands are the cleanest they have been in 10 years lol)... did I mention I love this man? 

Christmas eve was spent baking and watching White Christmas... he suffered through my favorite movie while nibbling on the cookies of his youth....   

Cookies... The holidays are about traditions... memories of Christmas past and making traditions of our own... as I "Become Crowell", Bill and I will come up with our traditions but I wanted to do something to honor his past... which is why I asked for his favorite childhood cookie recipe.  He grinned away as I made, rolled, baked and glazed his cookies... and I felt the love of my grandfather, who's flannel shirt I was wearing... and my other grandfather, whose pin roller I was using to roll the cookies with... It felt right to be blending our history all together at that one moment... 

Christmas day was filled with love and laughter...from the first sip of Mudgie made coffee brought to me in bed... to us opening our gifts... to playing Cards Against Humanity with my kids (apparently I have a sick mind... I kept winning)... to dinner with my parents... to coming home and cleaning and packing for the week... 

It's hard to get up and get ready to go... knowing I have got to send him home, nay Richmond, once again...  It' helps to know that I'll see him tomorrow night in Richmond... and when I come home from England, he'll be here waiting for me in Atlanta... I couldn't be any happier with that thought...

Of all the presents we opened... the best present of them all was one that couldn't be opened... just savored...  the time spent together...  It's a Mudgieful life and that's a very good thing...

Happy New Years Y'all!  Peace out...